Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue was very excited. She just went to open the border. She ignored the wind Mo Xie, who was very unhappy with his black face behind her. She was absorbed. A pair of small hands flew over her fingers, making people look dizzy.

Because the method of opening the border has not been changed, Shen Xingyue didn't spend much effort, so she opened all the border with ease.

At the moment when the border was opened, everything in front of Shen Xingyue made her feel secure. It was like a leaf falling back to her roots. She had a thousand tastes in her heart. She couldn't help but lift her feet and go inside. But just halfway up, she felt that there were three or four dark shadows attacking her face.

Before she could react, Feng moye had protected her behind her. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and swept out a palm. He only heard a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and then heard someone shouting: "ah, sister Yue, it's me."

Feng moye was about to do it again. Shen Xingyue hurriedly stopped, "wait!" the voice was familiar.

The little head poked out carefully from behind Feng moye, looked at the sound place, and was stunned immediately.

"Ling Qing?" recognized the person rolling on the ground with a painful face as Ling Qing. Shen Xingyue left the wind and rushed to the ground.

"Xiao Lingqing, did you hurt yourself? Huofeng, how are you? Let me see, Tan Xiaoye, why are you here? Where are you hurt? Oh, I'm so anxious... It's not important to start. Really, how can you do such a heavy hand..."

Shen Xingyue is holding her hand and complaining that Feng moye's hand is too heavy.

Still standing in place without moving half an inch, Mo ye heard bursts of anger. Where is it heavy? Who is he doing this for? Who is he worried about? Hard work is thankless! He was full of complaints.

"Sister Yue, we wake up here and can't get out."

"Master, me too. I don't know what happened."

"Sister Yue, why are you so thin, but you're sick? I'll call Mo Wuji to show sister Yue. Ah yo - - hiss - -" Ling Qing's small faces were drawn together in pain.

Shen Xingyue hurriedly held her. "Don't worry, don't worry. I'll show you where it's hurt first. Don't move, darling." then he pulled Lingqing's hand to explore his pulse, "you said Mo Wuji was there? That means you're all locked here?"

Shen Xingyue looked around and asked suspiciously, "why don't you see those people come out?"

"Oh, the five of them are closing." Ling Qing lowered his head and replied with some embarrassment.

"You're all right. You'll be fine after meditating and breathing. Come and have a look, you two. Slow down and be careful..."

Like taking care of children, Shen Xingyue whispers softly and has excellent patience.

Feng moye was still pestling quietly. He wanted to know when his wife could remember him.

I haven't seen you so attentive when I'm sick. I take care of others carefully and carefully! Also, what's the meaning of yanqingzi throwing these eye-catching demons here?

Feng moye groaned discontentedly.

He will taste, be confused, and be angry... Anyway, he is in a mess, his eyes are in a mess, his heart is in a mess, and his mind is in a mess. He feels uncomfortable everywhere. When he is upset, his breath is a little unstable.

He is unstable, and Shen Xingyue has completely ignored him. After appeasing the three little demons and letting them adjust their breath in place, they raised their feet and ran to the house. Pushing open the open door, five lifelike statues of living people bumped into Shen Xingyue's line of sight.